Bill Cunningham New York
“Don’t worry, you’ll be able to find me. I’m sure there wont be anyone else there.”
Said I to my late-arriving movie companion, who feared he would not be able to find me in the dark theater once the show had started.
I mean, who goes to a 10:25am showing on a Sunday morning of a film that has been out for months (or any movie for that matter)?
Even I had decided at the last minute to go: my grandmother suggested that I go once I flipped to the “On the Street” page of the New York Times Sunday Style section – at about 10am. Still in my pajamas.
However, when I opened the door to the IFC’s (tiny) theater 4, the tens of pairs of eyes that greeted me informed me that I was mistaken.
And so began Bill Cunningham New York.
The documentary follows Mr. Cunningham as he bikes the New York City streets, winds his way amongst charity gala attendees, and accepts an award from the French Ministry of Culture (even then wearing his blue smock – the same one worn by Paris’ street cleaners – one wonders whether the elite ceremony attendees picked up on this irony!).
I’ve long been an admirer of Mr. Cunningham’s work – I just didn’t know it. If you have ever picked up the New York Times Style section, you probably are too, for he is the genius behind “On the Street” and the society event photo pages.
If you are a lover of fashion (from street to high couture), of New York, of the New York Times, or even of Bill himself, you must see this film!